Numb…I was numb. I didn’t know where I was being taken, but I didn’t much care at the moment. I was far away from the horrors the last five days had afforded me and anything was better than that…than them. Bruised, bloodied, beat to shit, and my soul utterly crushed, I walked away from that middle-of-nowhere airstrip in Podunk Purgatory a complete shell of the person I once was. I had experienced hell on earth and was shocked I’d lived through it. The things those monsters did to me…well, I was sure I’d have nightmares about my first night in captivity for the rest of my life. Certain experiences can change a person and I knew without a doubt that I would never be the same again. You could only take so much away from a person before there wasn’t anything worthwhile left.